System Dot's first meeting with it's host

HOST INFO

Name : Keeran Ambani

Age : 22

Sex : Female

Profession: unemployed

Personality : Introverted, behaves like a big sister in front of kids.

Character : kind, warm hearted but with a cold core (actually cold inside)

Skills : Living ( to live a life is also called a skill)

Hobbies : Reading, Writing, Dancing, Travelling, Sleeping, Eating, Cooking.....

Background: Born in a simple joint family as the youngest one, grew up pampered with no setbacks, was beaten down by the harsh society after getting out of the pampered life, suffered from depression and died early at the age of 22.

Cause of Death : Lack of sleep 💤

Looking at the information provided to it, Dot couldn't help but lament at his poor luck, although being a system it doesn't believe in an uncertain factor such as luck, it couldn't find someone to blame for the poor excuse of a host it is gonna get bound to. It could already foresee its future being below the poverty line in the system world, not to mention the mockery it would receive from it's peers after boasting so much when it's only starting it's career as a system.

And WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THE SKILL SECTION?! It wanted to file a complaint to the management but didn't dare to after boasting like that.

FLASHBACK: ::

Dot : ' Dot can even make the most useless person as the most useful one. It will make it's host reach the pinnacle of a host's life. Dot has the capability to transform a coal into a shining diamond. Blah blah blah..... '

Others : ' ....' heh, we'll see....

FLASHBACK ENDS__

Dot : ' FOR CODE'S SAKE Dot IS A CHILDHOOD PROTECTION SYSTEM NOT A TRANSFORMATION SYSTEM. HOW COULD IT CAN MAKE THAT LOWLY HUMAN A SHINING DIAMOND. shoutingpig.jpeg '

It shouldn't have flexed so much Ahhh.

After Dilly dallying it went to the meeting area where the host and system introduced each other and got bound reluctantly.

When it first saw it's host it got the feeling of looking at a villian. It won't lie but even it got a bit intimidated when their eyes met. The spherical physical form of Dot became square in shock at the realisation. Sitting in the middle of the cubicle was a young woman with a diamond shaped face, light brown eyes which shone golden as light reflected with double lids and skin the same colour albeit a shade lighter as her eyes with dark brown hair, straight nose and heart shaped lips. She wore a mehndi green A straight line kurti and cream coloured leggings with a bangle with movable beads and round tops in her ear piercing. Overall the appearance was.....mind blowing. At least her looks are good, it thought , then floated towards her and introduced himself in a monotonous tone just like the disclaimer heard after an investment advertisement.

Dot: ' Hello host Keeran Ambani this is your assigned system Dot. You have already been made aware of the reason regarding your presence here and the kind of job you are going to do. If you have any queries regarding this you are free to ask me...if not then we shall proceed to the assimilation of your soul and the system as per the rules.'

Keeran:' I get it but how I am supposed to fulfil the mission about protecting a childhood, isn't that a parent's duty. '

Dot:' Why would we need you to do the job if the parents of the child are available to do it. It's precisely because the parents are not available or are made to disappear or are made irresponsible by the creator of the story aka the author for we are gonna step in to let the child grow up without any trauma. As the disruption caused by this, well there won't be any because the child you will be tasked to protect won't be that involved in the plot for it to change the trajectory but even if it is changed do not fret the changes are acceptable. The changes will be mentioned when the novel will be edited. '

Keeran: ' Okk. Let's proceed to assimilation then. ' She didn't need to worry about anything as she has read enough QT and transmigration novels to know about the next step and it's not like she has any choice even if she doesn't trust them, she is conscious enough to know that she was dying at that time. Now that she is already dead although she didn't wish to live, it's not that she has any other choice. Death was her only wish despite having so many people care for her. She didn't have anything to hold on to in life.

Dot initiated the assimilation. A whirlpool of what looked like light particles surrounded the duo and it died down after a while. There seemed to be no changes except that there was a spherical golden mole on top of her forehead in the middle. The duo realised that both of them could now feel what the other was thinking unless they blocked it. Unlike the QT novels or other novels with systems, the mind reading went both ways in this case and this made Keeran aware of the disdain Dot felt towards her. Dot also realised this but didn't give it a damn thinking she could not do anything to him anyway. Keeran also didn't care as she stopped caring about these things long ago moreover the one who despised her wasn't even a living being. That's how a strange truce was maintained between the duo which was strangely harmonious.

"So? What's next?" Keeran asked to which Dot replied, " well Dot will teleport your soul to the first world. Do you want to know about the story beforehand or would you like to know after landing into the world?"

"The answer is obvious, isn't it?" Keeran said.

"Here it is" said Dot and showed a holographic screen in the air where all the info about the poor child she was going to save was and a little bit about the protagonists of the story so she could avoid them as not to interfere in the main storyline.

"Who am I in all this drama?" she asked.

"The poor widow" answered the system Dot.

She asked if she had any advantage since this would be her first world and fortunately she was given the godly omniscient view in the first world.

" Well then let's depart" she said and all she saw was a spiral ... like the cosmos spiralling in front of her. And the scene changed in front of her Dot also disappeared in front of her entering his own space which was the golden mole on top of her forehead.